I just checked the last post here to see how long it has been since I've started this almost total war on journaling for the sake of avoiding others. It has been one month and fourteen days since the last time I wrote in here.
In that one month I've had roommates move out and in and gone through more than a few emotional changes in between. Some of them are for the good, some have yet to be seen if they will be well or not.
Currently, things at work are busy and going relatively well. Things at home are complex. My perspectives on people and events around me are shifting and rather violently. This has left me with more questions than answers and those questions are most assuredly not bathed in any kind of sweetness. Today is a day where I woke up focused on doing something and realized that the people that should be right there with me on the road are nowhere to be found. I've also looked squarely at the fact that people have outright lied about some things... a lot of things... things that shouldn't have been lied about.
That said, even as I write now, I am ok. I'm not great, but it could be worse and I recognize that fact. This day is one day and tomorrow will be another and I think I will be just as happy in each case. I don't know if that means anything or not.
That's all for now.
I heart you. I relate with you hardcore on the last paragraph. Stay hungry, stay foolish.
ReplyDeleteTruth be known, I'm more foolish than hungry it seems. </3
DeleteThank you for "hearting" me.
*hugs* I love you my friend, and will stand with you when possible. Though I can't be with you physically, and life is a whirlwind of activity that I resist, yet relinquish to, I still wish I could be there physically. One day we'll be free from all this though.
ReplyDeleteIn the mean-time, we'll take the advice of a friend we met along the way: "Stand Strong!"